I have been running a hundred miles an hour all week, racing from one fire to another, and my writing has been left in the dust. The majority of interruptions have been publishing related and time sensitive. Things I had to do. Still, it’s frustrating. I’m writing today, no matter what.
Yesterday’s reading in Joshua was chapters 9-10. I came to a sudden stop on 9:14. In the preceding verses, we learn that Gibeonites have disguised themselves to look like they have been traveling for many weeks (moldy bread and worn clothing), when in truth their city was very close to the Israelites. They came and they asked for a peace treaty. Then verse 14 says:
So the Israelite leaders examined their bread, but they did not consult the LORD. (NLT) Another translation says: The men of Israel looked them over and accepted the evidence. But they didn’t ask GOD about it. (Msg)
Oh, wow! How often do I make decisions in my life based on the physical evidence (and my own wants and desires)? Too often, I fear. Do I remember to pray when the hot water heater goes out, asking God what to do about it? Probably not. I just call the plumber. It isn’t that I shouldn’t call the plumber. It’s that I should pray first, asking God to send the right plumber and even to guide me in making the decision about replacements or whatever. Human reasoning is so messed up. We have all this junk in our heads that we absorb from the world around us, even when we don’t mean to. We have our emotions working on us. Then there is that pesky sin-nature trying to intrude. Ack!
PRAY FIRST. DON’T MAKE EVEN SMALL DECISIONS BASED ON PHYSICAL EVIDENCE ALONE. CONSULT THE LORD.
Maybe I’ll get that tattooed on my arm or something.
Oh, before I hit the Save button on this post, must mention American Idol. I had guessed either Mikalah or Lindsey would go this week. It was Lindsey. I would have made a different selection. Wonder what would happen if everyone called in their votes on who they wanted to leave instead of who they wanted to win?